ardor commensurate with my own. I suffered deeply; and she made no effort to mitigate my sufferings. Indeed, I suspected her, more than once, of deliberately and perversely torturing me with other men. At any rate, she took no pains to hide her infidelities from me. I confess that once or twice I was almost distracted. And it was in the hope of frightening her into a more amenable and considerate attitude that I threatened her.—I trust that you are a sufficiently discerning judge of human nature to believe me."
"Leaving that point for a moment," answered Markham non-committally, "will you give me more specific information as to your whereabouts Monday night?"
Again I noted a yellow tinge creep over the man's features, and his body stiffened perceptibly. But when he spoke it was with his habitual suavity.
"I considered that my note to you covered that question satisfactorily. What did I omit?"
"What was the name of the patient on whom you were calling that night?"
"Mrs. Anna Breedon. She is the widow of the late Amos H. Breedon of the Breedon National Bank of Long Branch."
"And you were with her, I believe you stated, from eleven until one?"
"That is correct."
"And was Mrs. Breedon the only witness to your presence at the sanitarium between those hours?"
"I am afraid that is so. You see, after ten o'clock at night I never ring the bell. I let myself in with my own key."
